My Inner Critic

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My Inner Critic

My inner critic invites you to tag along on a journey through the deepest, darkest realms of bad fiction, as epitomized in the fanfictional beginnings of the now bestselling series 'Fifty Shades of Grey'. In other words, I am doing a through and critical reading of 'Master of the Universe' by Snowqueens Icedragon. Be warned: Kinky fuckery lies ahead (admittedly most of it is being censored, what with genitalia being vaguely alluded to as 'way down there', or simply just 'there'.) Nevertheless, twelve-year-olds, consider yourselves warned.

  • I cannot move my head. I am pinioned beneath him, helpless.
    “You are mine,” he whispers. “Don’t forget it.” His voice is intoxicating.

    I guess I missed the part where Bella went from being a person to being an object, the part where Bella signed the contract, and the part where Edward asked her if she wanted to enter into a monogamous relationship with him. 

    With or without her consent, she is now his property. 

    Tagged: What is wrong with these characters? She should not be focusing on how 'intoxicating' his voice is right now 'Sookie is mine!' True Blood Women are but possessions I guess E. L. James longs for a time before women had rights 'I will give you two camels for your eldest daughter' Bad writing E. L. James Fifty Shades of Grey Master of the Universe Alexander Skarsgård Anna Paquin

    Posted on June 25, 2012

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